"What's going on at home?"

Ren Qiong frowned, his heart fluctuated, and Heluo turned.

A largely worry-free result manifestation is a bird's-eye view of multiple future timelines without worry.

Ren Ling doesn't need to worry too much.

but himself...... But there is cause and effect entangled.

This made the boy look a question mark.

If others are not at home, disaster can still come from heaven?!

Is this still unreasonable?!

The wordless words in capital letters were almost written on Ren Qiong's face.

Shaking his head, he put the matter on hold for now.

"It's all on the black market, so I can't go back in vain."

After tidying up in the cubicle where he stored his guests, he took a step and went deeper into the underground space.

Ren Qiong could see that the passage into this place was actually not unique, it extended in all directions, connected to many streets, and built a huge underground lair.

And, although nominally a "black market", the scale pattern is not small at all, with dim lights, high domes, and intertwined prohibitions, dividing a slightly gray space from the outside.

There is a counter suspended in the space, and some mysterious people with their heads and tails shrunk and shrouded in black robes are placed on them with goods for sale.

This is the seller.

In addition to this, there are buyers.

They are dressed in all kinds of bizarre costumes and wear all kinds of strange masks to hide their messages...... However, looking at the mannerisms of some masked people, and some habits engraved in their bones, Ren Qiong knows that many of them are not simple.

Perhaps outside, in broad daylight, they all have a glamorous side, they are respected elders by people, and they are idols worshiped by people.

Ren Qiong strolls through the black market, following the flow of people.

Although theoretically, he is a second ha who has blended in with the wolves, but he is not panicked at all.

He walked a little crookedly, and his chin was raised high, as if he was looking at people through his nostrils.

This is like a second ancestor who came to the black market to see the freshness and have fun, with arrogance that has not changed.

Ren Qiong is convinced that in such a dark forest, it doesn't matter what his true identity is, the important thing is to make others think what his identity is.

He is a newcomer, and it is difficult to play the old bird well, so he simply finds another way.

He looked here and there, silently understanding the dark corner under the light.

There are many things that are prohibited in the market, and they are sold here.

He even saw the ordnance!

It was a war crossbow, eighty percent new, and there was a strong evil aura precipitated on it, obviously I don't know how many ghosts, demons and monsters have been shot!

On the bowstring, there is a red color, which is the blood of the human race.

A folding fan used to pretend in Ren Qiong's hand "snapped" and closed it, and the crossbow was lit in front of the stall, inhibiting the sound very well, providing a certain amount of privacy for both sides of the transaction.

"This crossbow doesn't seem to be the latest one in the Dao Court, right? The shopkeeper can also take this out and sell it? If it's not an ordnance, it's worth a lot! ”

His big grinning comments were a bit domineering.

Young, naturally vigorous.

Especially his pure mana aura, the kind of flawless demeanor that he makes after subduing the Seven Spirits, clearly tells the other side that he is a real person who builds a foundation!

Very young real person, commanding bearing...... Maybe some old and spicy hunters will consider targeting such characters, but more people are unwilling to provoke and touch porcelain too much, which can save a lot of trouble.

Xiao Langjun laughed. The shopkeeper of this stall smiled, "Ordnance has always been the top priority of the Dao Court's strict management, let alone the latest ones?" ”

"It is already a fluke to be able to take the opportunity of upgrading, eliminate the next batch of old models, and flow here."

"Besides, Xiao Langjun may not think that such an ordnance is nothing, but it is enough for ordinary people to use."

"Oh? Is it? Ren Qiong made a gesture of listening, swept the price next to the crossbow, and with a wave of his hand, a stack of Xuanhuang treasure banknotes fell, taking a whole number, slightly more.

"I don't care about the power of this weapon, but I want to know the story behind it...... If you say it right, it's yours! ”

The charm of Xuanhuang coins is irresistible.

Suddenly, the shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he nodded and said, "Since Xiao Langjun wants to hear the story, I naturally want to say it!" ”

His brain teaser and brainstorming unfolded.

In fact, how much can he understand?

Although he is a dealer who receives goods, he has a general idea.

And there are some things that can't see the light, which involves the secrecy of the channel.

However, he is very good at seeing people and talking about people, and talking nonsense when he sees ghosts.

In addition, I have seen a lot of the world, all kinds of shearing and grafting, and I can give a story of nonsense.

The shopkeeper thought to himself, this is enough to deal with the young Xiaolangjun in front of him.

As everyone knows, Ren Qiong is also using this to expand his knowledge.

There are many things that cannot be summed up in books.

There are also many things that cannot be understood through normal channels.

It's like now.

"There is a demon disaster in Beihai, Xiao Langjun knows it, right? That big kun, it used to be fine, but in recent years, I have been thinking about going ashore every year......" The shopkeeper spat and flew, telling Ren Qiong about the outside world.

"This demon clan giant, training the demon army and preparing an arsenal, is it idle? Some of the big men of the Dao Court walked out to compete with them, but they couldn't win! ”

"As a result, the front line became more and more intense, and the Daoist soldiers of the various prefectures of the Dao Court were drawn out and stationed in the sea area to deter the demons ......"

The shopkeeper is very capable of talking, and he can speak very immersively.

Under the temptation of Xuanhuang Bao, he tried his best to make customers satisfied.

Ren Qiong was indeed satisfied.

He smashed it and smashed his mouth, "No wonder my father has been keen to open up the northern trade route all these years......"

The shopkeeper can pull it, and he is also very good at making it, one old and one young, but there is no serious person.

Ren Qiong's cognitive world was expanded, so he pushed the pile of Xuanhuang treasure banknotes and came to the front of the shopkeeper.

At the same time, he swept away the crossbow and put it in the treasure bag.

Stretched, shook his head and left, leaving only the shopkeeper grinning and counting the treasure money in his hand.

……

"Money is a good thing."

Ren Qiong strolled, calculating in his heart, "With a crossbow in hand, it is not difficult to kill an ordinary foundation building monk if you have a mental calculation or not." ”

"It's just that it's contraband, and it's not a good thing to see."

He pondered what he had learned from the true people of Qidu, and knew the Dao Court's strategy of maintaining stability in the Immortal Kingdom, which had not been implemented for a year or two.

"But whatever......"

Ren Qiong thought and laughed.

"It's not safe in this world...... With a crossbow in hand, you can fight back in the face of injustice. ”